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| - Since my husband and I moved to Toronto last August, this place continues to come up again again when I'm talking with locals about my favorite subject: food. "You haven't been to Grand Electric!? OMG you HAVE to go!"
Welp, a coupla weeks ago, we finally did.
Walked in on a Saturday at 6pm (1/2 hour after opening) and were seated right away at a drafty community table next to the door. By the time our hipster waitress took our drink order there was already a lineup outside. Talk about timing!
I ordered a tequila drink, and husband ordered a bourbon drink. Both were inventive and delicious.
We really appreciated the hip vinyl soundtrack, but the music was just. too. loud. We are not lame. We are not old. We did not come to dinner to discuss important matters. But it would be nice to be able to hear each other enough to coordinate our order. After a few shouts back and forth, some creative sign language, and standing up multiple times to read the chalkboard, we decided on:
Brussels and Chorizo: I love brussels and I love chorizo. The flavors were complex and decandent...sweet, savory, spicy. But THE GREASE. I knew I wasn't ordering the "heart smart" appetizer, but c'mon. Flavors would still be there if they drained it off just a little.
Spicy Squid: Wonderful texture, just enough heat. Best thing we ate.
Scrapple Taco: Lotsa flovor, but again...super greasy
Beef Cheek Taco: See 'Scrapple Taco' description
Al Pastor Taco: See 'Beef Cheek Taco' description
Chicken Tinga Taco: Good.
Bottom line: I think there is just a little too much hype around this place. Food is flavorful, but most dished are unescessarily doused in grease and creamy sauces. Atmosphere is cramped, cold, and loud. Servers are too cool for school.
I think it MIGHT be worth trying this place again in the summer, to check out the patio and the guacamole. And maybe some more spicy squid : )
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